"M'trying. Wish I were - stronger."

“Most people don’t like traveling very far from home.”

"I always wanted to, when I was much younger. And then later I - sort of figured maybe it was better not to want things like that. And couldn't have gone anyplace else anyway. I think I would like this very much if we didn't have to worry so much about night."

...aw.

"We can go other places someday, right? After the night's over?"

“Anywhere you want. We could go to Egypt from the Moses story, if you want. Or Greece. Or Scotland but that’s more complicated.

"I'd like that."

Kiss?

Yeah.

"'m so glad I found you."

"'M really really really glad you found me."

She is in fact kind of exhausted right now. But sleeping is very nice, these days.

When she wakes up there are people standing over them curiously. He's speaking with them in an unfamiliar language. It's pretty, at least the way he speaks it, and the conversation sounds friendly enough.

Okay. That's fine, probably. She'll just sit here quietly until he's done.

It's not that much longer. "You ready to get going?"

"Need to feed the baby. And then yes."

"Okay."

So she does that, except she isn't actually very successful. Ragna cries about it a lot.

"Milk supply's running low."

"Huh. That's not how fairies feed their babies, I don't know anything about it - does that just happen sometimes?"

"Shouldn't be happening this early. Maybe I'm not eating enough."

"Oh. Well.... we can get her some water, so she doesn't get dehydrated? And get lots of food when we get to court -" He calls out to the other fairies, asks a question. They talk for a few more minutes.

Nodnod. She considers singing to her baby and then worries that that's not a good idea with other fairies around, and just gives her a lot of hugs and whispers soothing things to her instead.

He finds a leaf with some dew for her.

OK. Baby can drink some water, not very enthusiastically.

"Better get moving, I think. Don't want her to be any hungrier than she has to be."